Apr 20, 2010 11:16
[the communicator flickers to life to reveal Barbara, covered in cuts and bruises - her legs are the worst - looking desperate and angry and confused and just a bit crazed
her right hand trembles over her left wrist, gripping a batarang; her voice is hoarse and weak]
I didn't want anyone to see this - and sometimes I didn't care about it at all, which I'm sure is related - but I can't make it stop, and -
[an irritated grimace as she loses the battle, as the batarang nicks her skin - and then, she turns her head, silent for a few moments]
I know it's not as bad, Jason. They’re just cuts, nothing like you went through. ...Of course I know what happened, I made him tell me - and just look at you.
discedo: ghost event,
discedo